“Watching your life makes me want to spread my wings,” a woman from the internet once wrote to me.
I have remembered those words for a long time.
Thank you, unknown woman.
Perhaps she sensed something true. I have always chosen each new corner of the universe consciously, arriving with an almost unreasonable desire to begin again and bring a little harmony into the beautiful chaos of life.
When you live through change, something curious happens. Time grows fuller. Places speak louder. Small moments begin to glow. So many impressions arrive at once that you feel an urge to stop, breathe, and simply savour where you are.
This section is my warmer, more personal universe.
Here you will find Central Asia, France, China, New Zealand, and other places. Old streets and new beginnings. Houses, roads, gardens, markets, trains, tiny wonders, and corners of the world that quietly shaped me.
I believe everyone deserves happiness.
Yet, if I am honest, I have never longed for someone else’s version of it.
I only wanted what felt truly mine.
And perhaps that is where every meaningful journey begins.